MOB 2

Elena's POV:

"Antonio." I moved towards him but he didn't move an inch, his eyes were still on his phone. "Antonio."

"Do you have an explanation for this?" He asked and he showed me the video on his phone screen. My eyes widened when I saw it and heard all the moans coming for me. It was indeed Jason because I saw him inserting the camera. I stumbled and fell on my ass.

"I can't...I didn't. Antonio, I swear to you I didn't know he'd do such a thing to me. I'm being framed for what isn't my fault Antonio."

"You know I'd given you warnings. You don't trust anybody no matter how close that person is to you. You never make the conclusion that they're up to any good." He said and I nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I understand that now. Please, Antonio, understand that this wasn't my will. I was raped. I was drugged. I ate the pancakes he gave to me and had no idea they'd been drugged. I eat a bit out of innocence. I swear to you Antonio it wasn't me." I was sobbing at that moment. I really wanted him to believe me but he kept staring at his phone as though he was reading something. He sighed then threw the phone to the bed. I was confused, what was going on? I gently checked the phone to see what was going on and I saw the comments and the messages on Antonio's phone telling him to kill me. There were tons of messages on the internet that demanded my killing. It was either that or Antonio would have to step down. My eyes were filled with tears.

None of them even wanted to hear the story from my own side. I did nothing wrong, I was raped. Why did the mafia have to be so merciless? I looked up at Antonio. He was obviously battling with what it was that he was going to do. He was battling so hard. The tears came down from my eyes so fast and dropped to my chest. I know I'd damaged his reputation as a mafia. His only option was to kill me. I only sat there sobbing till he bent and knelt down in front of me. I was still shaken but he stroked my hair. My gaze met his and his eyes were filled with...was that plea? Like he was apologizing to me. Why was he apologizing to me? It was scaring me. He never apologized, not even once. Why were his eyes pleading?

"I'm sorry." He said and I tried to move back when he pulled my hair and made me rise with it. The comments rang in my head

'Torture her till there's no blood left in her!'

'It would be so much better to execute her!'

'Disgrace her in front of everyone. Let every woman see how a whore should be treated.'

"Damon!" That was Leo's voice. His eyes were filled with concern. "Don't do this." Jessie appeared from behind him.

"It's clear that you love her, Damon. We know you don't want to do it. You don't have to listen to them." Antonio was hesitant, but the. He didn't stop and continued dragging me towards the torture room. I couldn't believe that this was how it was all going to end. I just couldn't believe it would end like this for me. Over something I was wronged about. If Antonio killed me in order to hold on to his reputation I wouldn't even complain. I just felt bad that it had to be me that was targeted.

"Damon, they're only using this to test you. You can't listen to what they say! They know they can't do anything to you and that's why they're using her. Are you not aware of this Damon? Can't you see it?" Leo questioned his best friend and for the first time, Antonio brought out his gun and pointed it at Leo.

"If you don't shut it, I'll kill you first." He said. I couldn't believe he just said that to his best friend. I looked back at Leo and Jessie but it turned out that they couldn't help me out of this, even if they tried. Antonio threw me to the ground. His men surrounded me and for the first time, I could see contemplation in their eyes. They always did what they were told but today seemed different. They looked amongst themselves as though they were wondering what was going on.

"Whip her fifty-three times. Poison her wounds and feed her with the same poison." I looked up to see Antonio. He had absolutely no remorse on his face. Why did he not believe me? Did he not check the CCTV footage to see for himself? Why was he doing this to me? It was so unbelievable that he was actually willing to kill me for this. My eyes watered and this time it wasn't out of fear but the fact that he didn't believe me. Even though I said I didn't mind him killing me to maintain his reputation, it still stung that he chose that above me. But who I'm I even? I walked into his life with absolutely nothing to offer except myself. What use did he have of me? He was done with me so why stress? The thoughts made my feelings even worse. I was trying to convince myself but I was only damaging my psychological health by doing so. I noticed someone was already videoing.

I just wanted to rest and be free from all the disgrace. If they wanted to torture me. They could make it quick and not make me wait. It only made me fearfully anticipate. Antonio sat down on one of the chairs.

"Now let me make myself clear." The camera was facing him. "I read all the comments in the comment section about my wife. You all want to see her whipped, and in pain, and disgraced isn't it?" He cocked a brow for the camera. "All those who made comments like this should anticipate nothing but the worst. I will never video my wife getting whipped, and I don't give a fuck what the rule says. You all don't want to trespass when it comes to me. I counted the comments and they were over three hundred. I'm going to kill every one of you and your families for talking about my wife in such a degrading manner. Go to hell with your rules. I do to my wife as I please. And don't bother deleting those comments. I took a record of them already."

My eyes were wide as saucers. He just told them to whip me and poison my wounds and yet he defended me. What were his intentions really?

"What are you all waiting for?" He cocked a brow. "Start."